Please Fall in Love with Me! – A Villainess on Her Second Loop, using 'Seduction' to Avoid Ruin! - Chapter 4.8

Everyone exchanged glances before exclaiming in excitement, “Oh!”

“Now then, let’s make this a spectacular dinner! We’ll be helping as well!”

“We promise to perfectly recreate your flavors, my lady! Leave it to us!”

“I’m sure he’ll be moved. After all, my lady, you’ve been thinking so much about him, planning everything with such care!”

“Everyone…”

I truly am blessed with wonderful people.

In my first life, I was executed for the crime of plotting to assassinate the Saintess. My father and brother were also put to death for the crime of defending me. The Kishtaria Ducal House was completely dismantled.

What happened to everyone else after that? The mere thought of it terrifies me…

I know I wasn’t actually guilty of such a crime, but even so, the guilt is overwhelming, and I feel like I might break into tears.

No, escaping a tragic fate isn’t just about me.

Whether I succeed or fail will also determine their fates.

Clenching both hands tightly, I gave a firm nod.

“Yes! I’ll do my best! Everyone, work with me, okay? I’m counting on you!”

I’ll give it my all—I’ll make sure everyone finds happiness too!

At my words, they all nodded firmly in unison.

“””””Leave it to us!”””””

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“It’s delicious…”

As he took a sip of chamomile tea, Lord Siegvard’s eyes widened in surprise.

“I drink chamomile tea every night, but this is my first time having chamomile milk tea. It pairs well with milk, I see.”

“Yes, it does. And milk itself also contains tript… ah, never mind.”

I hastily stopped myself. Explaining that milk contains tryptophan, which helps produce serotonin—a neurotransmitter that regulates dopamine and norepinephrine to promote relaxation and improve sleep—wouldn’t make much sense here. Nutritional science is relatively recent knowledge, after all.

Nobody wants to hear a long-winded explanation about something they don’t understand. That was close.

The key takeaway is simple: it has a calming effect and promotes restful sleep.

“Milk itself also supports good sleep, so it’s beneficial to consume it regularly.”

“I see.”

“I used dill in today’s milk risotto, so I chose chamomile milk tea to complement it. But hot milk with dill is also highly effective, and ginger milk tea is another great option. I’ll prepare a recipe for you before you leave.”

“Thank you.”

Lord Siegvard gazed at me with a gentle smile.

His breathtakingly beautiful expression made my heart race as I lifted my teacup to my lips.

To sum it up—the dinner was a great success.

The head chef had practiced tirelessly for this occasion, mastering the use of traditional Japanese seasonings. Thanks to his efforts, he executed the menu I had meticulously planned to perfection.

The kitchen staff and serving maids also did an outstanding job. Not only was the plating artistic, but even the cut edges of the vegetables were immaculate. The polished silverware gleamed so brilliantly that one could see their reflection in it, and the service was impeccable—anticipating every little need before it even arose.

At first, Lord Siegvard seemed a bit surprised by the unique menu and its composition, but he genuinely enjoyed the meal, complimenting the flavors multiple times. He particularly favored the simmered ginger chicken thighs, even asking the head chef for the recipe. I couldn’t help but pump my fist internally at that.

Now, we had moved to the lounge to enjoy tea after the meal.

“……”

Thanks to everyone’s flawless execution, the dinner was an undeniable success.

As for me… well, I made a few small blunders again.

First, when welcoming Lord Siegvard, I overthought the concept of gap moe and completely messed up.

Adelaide is a villainess, and the world perceives her as such. That means even the slightest deviation from that image could create a contrast.

But tonight, I was dressed in an elegant, heroine-like gown chosen by Lady Fiona. Given my attire, would acting “un-villainous” even create that contrast anymore? I kept overanalyzing it…

And before I could settle on an answer, Lord Siegvard arrived.

In my panic, I ended up doing something neither villainess-like nor heroine-like—but straight out of a hero’s playbook.

“Ah, I’ve been waiting for you, my beloved. I’ve prepared the finest dinner just for you.”

I even extended a hand toward him. The moment I did it, I knew I was doomed.

Sure, there was a gap—but not the right kind!

Claude shot me a look as if I were a complete fool. But as expected of Lord Siegvard—he showed no trace of surprise, exasperation, or anything else. Instead, he simply smiled gently and said, “Thank you for the invitation.”

…I’m so sorry… and thank you…